Friends - Three Word Wednesday

He couldn't help but admire her - the way she had the confidence to walk like that; hips wiggling like they were alive, independent of her waist.
He called her 'a piece of work', joked she'd cause an accident, have cars running off the road - said she ought to have a licence for that thing.
They were best friends.
Truth was he was smitten and would follow her to the ends of the earth - if only she'd ask him.
She ruffled his hair. "Come on pig face, let's get a coffee."


 Three Word Wednesday where you write something using the three prompt words.   This week's words are ...  admire, piece and follow.

Her Little King

image: Michael Sowa, from The Little King

She watched the little fat King
as she stirred her coffee.
He pulled at the newspaper
regally flipping the pages,
reading aloud choice pieces.
His gown sweeping text,
scepter pointing out gems,
ones to make her smile.
She sipped at the coffee,
her fourth.
Another sleepless night
spent alone - but for him.
He was a cheerful little fellow
no airs or graces
always appearing
when she needed him most.
As she swallowed her last sip
he took off his crown
and placed it on her finger.
It sparkled and glowed
sending a warm feeling surging through her,
till it disappeared -
along with her King.
And she yawned sleepily
eyes growing tired
and took herself back to bed.

Magpie Tales prompt Mag 86.

Carry Me Far

Away to the Sky by beloavaan at deviantART

 Carry me far 

let me sleep above ancient cities

away from bustle and noise

and incessant living.

From halogen lighting 

that startles eyes I long to close

tight shut

To be allowed to dream among clouds

and silent softness.

Please carry me far

so I may escape

for just a while.

Poets United Tuesday Midnight Snack Picture Prompt